What peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain
which we call thought, that we must thus make it the model
of the whole universe?…Sound philosophy
ought carefully to guard against so natural an illusion. – David Hume
These little agitations of the brain
are not the stuff of which our world is wrought
What matters only matter in the main?
But what is matter? Where is it? In vain
we search, for all our search reveals is thought –
“this little agitation of the brain”
This mind anomaly should not detain
us, we should seek as we have always sought
for matter – it’s what matters in the main
When skepticism conquers, what remains?
No more than mind and that with which it’s fraught
these little agitations of the brain
But we are hard and skeptical and sane
and teach anew as we ourselves were taught:
What matters only matter in the main?
How will you measure what is not contained
by space? You must agree they count for naught –
these little agitations of the brain
What matters? Only matter in the main.
